The sweet and somber pigeon wings, cant we all recall when MaMa and PaPa, were the sweet tooth Christmas Ball. A Picturesque holiday family. Of course
the blue Take a breath and believe you can do anything Time to spread your wings and take to the sky Set on a course for adventure Somewhere beyond the blue
love it Make moves major, hide out in Asia If your girl keep coming around them I'm a blaze her I'm the Bad Boy flavor, light blue gators Not guilty
, awake the stars 'cause they're all around you Wide eyes will always brighten the blue Chase your dreams, and remember me, sweet bravery 'Cause after all those wings
blood, no sanctuary World painted blood, no sanctuary Tip the human scale, follow revelations plan It must come to pass, secret shadows lie Blue print
Run and I will run with you Faster than light can move And as far as you want to Wings, maybe we don't have wings But we can do anything, anything Look
eyes We've got a future full of blue skies, blue skies Even the seasons change Our love still stays the same You give me the hummingbird heartbeat Spread my wings
I got a chrome plated heart Wings on these fingers, trying to tear it apart I got angels crying from up above And they got rust in their eyes, they got
much to everyone, But you count them up one by one Clear midnights, and his father, was thinking that your dad was ten feel tall A blue body afraid
all these fake nigga type dudes Chicks wanna rotate with these eight figga type dudes Im a fresh dude, white T and throw back dude All white shoes...blue
gonna roll in it, honey Dark angel, what's botherin' you? So strange, you'll do me all that you do Dark angel, you're makin' me blue I guess it doesn
no pain True like blue, right as rain Right as rain I hope real soon, I'll be hearing from 'ya I'll be in the wings, I'll be cheering for you Funny
For you, my friend, I'd do anything Shine your shoes, anything Lose your blues, make love with you Take you under my wing, anything For you, my hero,
Walls move, minds to do On a warm San Francisco night Old child young child feel alright On a warm San Francisco night Angels sing, leather wings Jeans of blue
Walls move minds do too On a warm San Franciscan night Old child young child feel alright On a warm San Franciscan night Angels sing leather wings Jeans of blue
the pond where swans with snow-white wings play together joyously. Let's go pick blue lotuses. Yes, near swans with snow-white wings, Let's pick blue
face My baby from town just had to get down Come and drag me all over the place Gotta drive on a flatbed trailer truck Down on Highway 59 I had the blues
Supreme Where we iron blue collars and crease the jeans Either in Mount Clemens, Six Mile, Grand River, Seven Mile Greenfield Right corner of the mitten The home of the Red Wings